The Dive: Birth of a Wordsmith

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existing spells.

    As promised, as soon as I
had the spells, I closed and returned the book and then left for the
inn. As I was walking, I took a glance at my and Denise’s
character information, to check our progress.

Name: Jin
Race: Human
Title: None
Fame: 0
Gild: 10
Level: 19
Health: 125
Mana: 300
Strength: 20
Agility: 13
Endurance: 15
Wisdom: 40
Intelligence: 60
Luck: 5
Attack: 10 + 7.5
Defense: 10 + 9.75
Talents: Magical Talent 5, Magical Knowledge 9,
Navigation 1, Earth Magic 3, Summoning Magic 1

Name: Denise
Race: Human
Title: Innkeeper
Fame: 30
Gild: ???
Level: 19
Health: 175
Mana: 0
Strength: 25
Agility: 66 + 3
Endurance: 28
Wisdom: 11
Intelligence: 12
Luck: 7
Attack: 15 + 54
Defense: 15 + 52
Talents: Merchant 1, Archery 8, Reflex 5, Speed 5

    My time in Rosenheim was
almost half over, and I was already level 19. Part of me wondered if
that meant that monsters had high levels as well, or if it didn’t
matter either way. At this point, I don’t
have any attack spells. I’ve got to learn at least one reliable
attack spell before I even think about fighting monsters. Otherwise,
I’ll be the one that’s a burden for Denise.

    When I got back to the
inn, my worries began dissolving. By now, I was just letting myself
into the apartment in the back, feeling as if it was my second home.
There were times I even felt more comfortable here than in my real
home. And waiting for me, was Denise standing in the kitchen, having
just finished what looked--and smelled-- like a well cooked chicken.
But that wasn’t what caught my eye. No, what really caught my
eye was the white silk dress she was wearing that was practically
transparent. She knew I was coming back,
right? There’s no way she didn’t… Could she be
wearing that for me?

    Now, keep in mind I’ve
never had any luck with women. I’m your typical book nerd. And
not a romance novel nerd even, so girls don’t exactly flock to
my door. Right now… this is probably the closest I’ve
been to an intimate relationship. Yup. Me, standing here, completely
red, unable to move or think.

    She must have heard me
come in, because after a while, she turned around with a shy smile
and--yep, the front is just as see-through-- looked up to me. “Hey,
uhm.. you’re home.”

    “ Uh, yeah.. you
look…”

    “ Too much?”
She asked, blushing as she glanced down to her outfit… or lack
thereof.

    “ D-definitely not.”
I stuttered a bit as I tried to assure her that no, it was not too
much. The only way that outfit would look better is if it was on the
floor. Of course, I DO have enough decency to not say any of this.

    “ Good.. I was hoping
you’d like it.”

    “ Oh.. I most
definitely like it. You don’t have anything to worry about
there.” I gave her a warm smile, and the tension in her
shoulders eased. “What’s the occasion?”

    “ Well.. in less than
three weeks we’ll be travelling the world together. I thought..
well you know.. you like me, right?” She somehow managed to be
perfectly blunt while attempting to dodge the question.

    “ Huh? What do you
mean? Of course I do!” The answer came before I could muster
enough willpower to stop it. But it seemed to be the right answer,
because it got a bright smile in return. “I wouldn’t have
asked you to join me if I didn’t. I uh.. take it… you
like me too?” The fact that this was an NPC, and genuine
feelings like this shouldn’t be possible were, quite likely,
the furthest thing from my mind. All I saw was a beautiful woman
standing practically naked in front of me, confessing herself to me.

    “ Yeah… I do.
So… I don’t want you to sleep on the couch tonight,
okay?” My confusion must have shown on my face because she
quickly backtracked, “Oh god no, I’m not kicking you out
or anything! I want you to... “ She tried to force the words
out, finally saying in rapid speech, “Iwantyoutosleepwithme!”
After that she brought her hands up and covered her face to hide a
blush that

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